I wake up each day sober.
Yeah, like who wakes up high anyways🙄?
It doesn’t matter. What I am really getting at is a part of me I don’t think I am ready to explore yet.
Trust me, I have not the slightest clue what I am writing about or where the melange of words I am typing out will eventually lead. Hopefully, somewhere productive so you don’t regret reading this blog post.
Ah ah… I am stalling, you got that right. I actually don’t know how to bare my soul on a script to be scrolled over by a bunch of strange fleeting eyes.
No offense guys.
I don’t know what this disbelief is or if I have just gone down the deep end too long to swim ashore.
Is it so hard to believe that someone will be so madly in love with you and wants to be with you forever, choose not to live life without you in it? (did this last part sound wrong, or is it just me? never mind).
Ok, maybe that is a little exaggerated; that someone can choose to live life with you in it forever because we eventually die.
What I mean to say is; someone actually wanting you each day after the next not because you are perfect but because your imperfections makes sense to them and it feels like they were made just to love you…
Is it so hard to believe that someone will stay committed to you and remain faithful to their love for you?
What is so hard to believe anyways? Are you not worthy of love? Is there no one out there perfect enough? Or are you so afraid of perfect that you would rather stay in the shadows of fear and doubt rather than live out reality?
Too bad he is not leaving though… let’s see how long you wear this one out missy.
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